I gasped at the sight of him, blinking hard to rid Nicks' face of off my assailant. But no matter how many times I blinked, I was still looking at Nick. The man smirked at my confusion and rested his hands on my thighs. I stiffened a bit at the contact.
"It's me, princess," the man said, making me swallow hard. I furrowed my brows.
"No, it's not. Who are you?" I asked with a slight shiver in my voice. The man glid his hands up my thighs, resting on my hips this time. I swallowed again.
"It's me. It's Nick," the man murmured in a dark voice, and I shook my head again. It couldn't be. I shot him. I saw the blood. Jay told me he was dead because of me.
"Stop messing with me, tell me who you are?" I asked in a more uncertain voice. The fear of having hallucinations again made me scared
